Mississippi Kid — текст песни (Lynyrd Skynyrd)

I`ve got my pistols in my pockets boys,
I`m Alabama bound.
I`ve got my pistols in my pockets boys, I`m
I`m Alabama bound.
Well, I`m not looking for no trouble
But nobody dogs me `round.

Well, I`m going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come.
Well, I`m going to fetch my woman, people
Tri-cities here I come
`Cause she was raised up on that cornbread
And I know she`s gonna give me some.

When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don`t you try and dog him `round.
When the kid hits Alabama, people
Don`t you try and dog him `round.
`Cause if you people cause me trouble,
Then I`ve got to put you in the ground.

Well, I was born in Mississippi
And I don`t take any stuff from you
Well, I was born in Mississippi
And I don`t take any stuff from you
And if I hit you on your head
Boy, its got to make you black and blue.

Well, I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out by my side
Well, I ride to Alabama
With my pistols out by my side
`Cause down in Alabama
You can run, but you sure can`t hide